pjbooks Chapter 6 The Elf's Love Spellbook and the Lychee Grove
Chapter 6 The Elf's Love Spellbook and the Lychee Grove
Guanzhen has no town center; it's just a section of National Highway 324 less than two kilometers long. Turn into the road at either end and walk along the village road for about ten minutes, and you'll find yourself in a village.
My gaze quietly drifted away from the shop.
Not far away, a person was hiding behind a tree, their pointed ears concealed beneath a magical illusion.
It turned out to be Syl, who was using the highest level of stealth magic at the moment. She had used it to infiltrate the core camp of the Demon King's army, and today, she was hiding behind a tree.
Inside the shop, Lin Yan was sitting opposite her cousin.
Syl's gaze was fixed firmly on Lin Yan.
"fall in love."
These words are like a pebble thrown into water, and the ripples are still spreading.
Since it was a strategic order issued by her beloved, she had to complete it to the highest standard.
Syl knows that all failures often stem from insufficient preparation.
So, she came.
She needed to figure out exactly what dating was like on Earth first, she thought to herself. The enemy situation was unclear, so she couldn't act rashly. Furthermore, she had to be wary of any hostile female creatures that might appear at any time—knowledge her mother had taught her.
Just as I was making plans, a commotion arose behind me.
Along the national highway, students from the town's middle school poured out like a tide.
Her gaze swept quickly across the crowd, passing through ordinary young children from Earth, before finally settling on a few motorcycles parked beside a tree near the middle school entrance.
The bus was filled with couples; the boys had flashy hairstyles, and the girls clung to their backs, their heads close together, talking as they went. Then, the boys would put their hands on their shoulders.
The adults from the nearby villages have all gone out to work, leaving the children behind, which has naturally led to this situation.
Syl seemed to be deep in thought. The humans of Earth didn't possess magic in their bodies, but they seemed to have evolved a special kind of telepathic mechanism.
Through physical contact, a ritual of spiritual resonance is completed, enabling both parties to establish a deep spiritual connection.
So... this is what dating is like?
Just then, one of the boys started the motorcycle, and the girl jumped onto the back seat with her arm around his waist. The two then turned into a side road.
At the end of the path was a self-built rural house piled high with old books. A sign above it read: "Daily rent: 2 mao (0.2 yuan)" and "Novels for sale."
"Boss! Is there a second volume of this?"
"The Bride of XX"
The boss pointed out the location, and the girl cheered and ran over, while the boy squatted on the motorcycle, flipping through a book titled "How XX is Made".
Outside the door, a sudden boom went through Hill's mind, as if something had exploded.
Looking at the pile of books, Syl silently chanted in her mind: "Devil... Bride... CEO... Villain..."
A secret tome compiled by high-ranking dark beings, specifically recording strategies of emotion.
No wonder! No wonder those young humans were already able to skillfully perform the spiritual resonance ritual! There were ancient texts! A complete system of guidance!
And she was completely unaware of this!
Strategic materials must be acquired.
Syl stopped at the doorway and looked down to check his disguise.
All preparations are complete.
She took a deep breath and blended in.
Syl quickly scanned the entire room.
The old books were crammed together, and she scanned them in an instant. Then, relying on her years of experience in evaluating magical books, she began to classify them. The criteria for judgment was simple: the more ferocious the title, the stronger the book.
Syl's hands moved faster and faster, pulling books away one by one from the pile.
The energetic young couple next to them exchanged a glance and silently moved a few steps to the side.
When Syl came to her senses, she was already holding a huge pile of books, which covered her face.
She walked to the counter and slammed the pile of pirated novels in front of the shopkeeper.
"I want them all."
The boss paused for a moment, just about to pick up the old scale.
Xier pulled out several hundred-yuan bills.
"Keep the change, please."
Just as she was about to leave, she remembered something and added in an extremely solemn tone.
"Thank you for preserving and sharing this valuable knowledge."
Boss: "...?"
Tamura, Lin Yan's house, Xier's room.
The door was locked from the inside, and the curtains were drawn tightly.
She sat cross-legged in front of a pile of thick, pirated, old-fashioned romance novels.
"The battle of love is about to begin; I absolutely cannot let my darling down."
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To retain people, you need to arrange jobs for them. However, in the village, jobs are in high demand and not evenly distributed, which leads to a series of resentments and strained relationships.
This outrageous scene truly refreshed Lin Yan's understanding. He originally thought that money was everything, but now he couldn't use it to his advantage.
Lin Yan stood on a high slope outside the village's lychee grove, gazing at the rolling, deep green expanse, and took a deep breath. The lychee trees had dense canopies, and from a distance, they looked like a whole piece of jade spread across the hillside. But upon closer inspection, the problem became apparent: withered leaves and weeds grew rampant beneath the trees, indicating that no one had fertilized or treated them for pests.
The previous boss just packed his bags and left, leaving behind not only a mountain of debt, but also this forest that had been wasted for half a year.
"Unfortunately, if this forest isn't tended to, there will likely be no harvest this year."
Lin Yan had overseen the planning of territories countless times in the other world, and his eye for assessing a piece of land had long been honed.
The soil here is fertile and sunny, making it ideal for fruit trees. If we leveled the land to the east, built a cold storage facility, and constructed a paved road connecting it to the main road…
"The boss who ran away had good judgment."
There is no village committee in the countryside. The village chief is Lin Maocai. The gate is always open. When my cousin and Lin Yan entered the house, they ran into the village chief talking to two elderly villagers.
"Uncle Maocai!"
His cousin, Lin Yecheng, stepped forward to greet him.
When he saw Lin Yan come in, he paused for a moment, then greeted them with the typical rural greeting, asking if they had eaten.
"Uncle Maocai".
Lin Yan called out and nodded to the two villagers.
"Uncles, Uncle Maocai, I have something to discuss with you here. May I speak to you privately for a moment?"
The two villagers looked at each other.
Lin Yan's deceased father had always had a good reputation in the village, so they didn't make things difficult for him. They muttered a few words to the village chief, "You decide what to do," and then left.
Lin Maocai exhaled a breath of stale air, slammed his hand on the table, and pointed to the stack of cigarette packs, which in previous years should have recorded the village's year-end dividends.
"You've come at the perfect time; I'm in a real bind."
"Look at this. The last land lease contract was signed, and they ran away without paying a single penny of rent. We really can't explain this to the villagers. The lease expires again this spring, and the land is still lying fallow..."
Lin Yan didn't discuss it; he left these matters to Lin Yecheng.
"Uncle Maocai, we've come here today because of this land."
Lin Maocai's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned forward: "What do you mean? Are you interested in taking over?"
Lin Yecheng nodded.
"That's the idea, but my thoughts are different from those of that big boss."
Lin Maocai rubbed his hands together.
"Tell me, tell me. As long as you're willing to take the job, I'll talk to everyone in the village about whatever conditions you set."